Styrofoam and Mirror Art

It's been forever. School rules my life but I still have time to be artful. Here's my latest creation.

Step 1: Garbage pick some styrofoam.
Step 2: Paint it blue

Step 3: Splatter the white.

Step 4: Be awesome.

Human Obsession

When I feel empty I tend to try to find things to fill myself up with. I attempt to shove music, TV shows, books, and other hobbies into the uniquely shaped space that I should be letting God fill every day. The greatest and probably the most dangerous thing I try to force into that space is people and their roles in my life. This is not saying that I necessarily worship people that I know, but I do spend far too much of the time and thought on them that rightly belongs to God.
This is not a new experience for me and I have dealt with this many, many times, but it has been only recently that I started questioning why this happens. There will be seasons where no person can get between myself and God and then there will be times where literally everyone is standing between Him and I. Seasons happen and things change, and you can insert your typical mountain top and valley of death sermon here, blah, blah, blah. But why do we become obsessed with people? Why does it seem that people can capture our hearts in a stronger and quicker fashion than God can? Why do we give into people with much less hesitation than when we give into God?
There is a simple answer to this, which is that we are humans and that we give into what we want to do instead of what we know God wants us to, but why people? God is clearly superior to any human ever in existence, and yet when we are given the opportunity to spend time with God or our best friend, we most likely choose the less divine. Human interaction and interaction with God are quite different, and God obviously wants us to have fellowship and good relationships, but why does it get so out of hand?
My main theory concerning this issue is the fact that as humans we love what we see when we look at other humans, which happens to be the very image of God.
I recently read the book Captivating by Stasi and John Eldredge, and my favorite part of the book was the explanation of how men and woman received different traits of God in their creation. I think that many times we start believing we are simply these little humans roaming the Earth and that life is just time ticking by. We forget that we contain actual traits and qualities of God and that we were made in His image.
As humans we are simply made to seek God and be completely in love with Him. Sometimes laziness gets the best of us and we settle for the next best thing, which are the qualities of God in the people around us. We're drawn to God in others, but adoring the creation without acknowledging the Creator is like trying to turn on a lamp that isn't plugged in. No matter how many times you flip the switch the result remains the same.

Face Value

School has been somewhat stressful lately, hence the lack of blog posts. I stayed up until 2 am last night doing a stupid assignment I thought I could do in one night, and while 2 am is not unusual for many college students, I am one who needs her sleep. Because of this, I don't look my best this morning, and I resorted to my Dealbreakers tee shirt and one of my grandpa sweaters. I was also late to class, which didn't bother me too much, as it is a class that I don't have much care for.

When I got to class I was about five minutes late, and everyone had already turned in their assignments at the front. I had to make the walk of shame to the front to turn in my paper as the teacher was still talking. I started making my way to the front, frustrated with how badly the last 12 hours has gone, and really not looking forward to everyone staring at me in my beautiful outfit as I walk to my seat in the very back of the room. But as I turned around instead of being filled with dread, I felt surprisingly free and happy. As I walked back to my seat it was kind of like one of those slow motion moments in a movie where the main character is having a large amount of profound thoughts in about thirty seconds. This has never happened to me. In this probably five seconds it took for me to return to my seat, I realized one great thing. I didn't care. I didn't care what these 40 people thought as they stared at my  frumpy sweater, messed up hair, and ratty chucks. They were in fact all staring at me and I stared back.

This was such a random experience that I am completely thankful for. In that moment I felt empowered, free, and overall awesome. It was a great reminder from God that my value was never and will never be found in other people and what they think when they look at me. It's nice to be reminded that I can look like absolute crap but still be loved beyond all comprehension.

To change the subject, I enjoyed a very windy photo shoot yesterday with my beautiful friend Nyadoar.

We had a lot of fun battling the wind that was threatening to literally knock us off these rocks. There was a moment when Nyadoar was sitting and I was standing and the biggest gust of wind I have ever experienced rushed over us. I had to push with my legs in order to not be knocked over, but it was simply amazing. 

Salvador Dali Pocket Watch DIY

I got the idea for this DIY from here. As usual, I tweaked this DIY to fit my needs. I found the clock on sale at Hobby Lobby, but there is also a desk version of the same style. This clock is obviously inspired by Salvador Dali's painting, The Persistence of Memory.

However, when I saw it I initially thought of Alice in Wonderland. Anyways, this is the clock before:

The first step was finding a knob that I liked. I then hot glued it to the right side. The chain was hard to track down, and since I couldn't find a plastic chain, I had to use a metal one from Ace Hardware. It was about $12 for 3 feet, and I don't think it looks as good as the plastic chain on Design Sponge, but most of my DIYs turn out nothing like the ones I find online. To make the handle I followed the steps on the DIY, but I found that the measurements for it were a little small compared to the clock I had, but I was still pleased with the outcome.

A Foggy Fall is Rolling In

The weather in Minneapolis has been crazy lately, with sunny beautiful days followed by foggy damp ones. I personally like the changes in the weather, because weeks of even the nice weather without some rain or fog is quite boring. I've also discovered my love for wandering around the city aimlessly taking pictures, and this seems to keep the boredom at bay.

Downtown Minneapolis

The sunset from my window.

Downtown

West Bank, Minneapolis

Foggy view from my window

Glasses

I get a lot of comments about my glasses, both good and bad. Last year, most people at school knew me by my glasses and did not recognize me without them. They're technically men's glasses, but I do what I want.

They are Ray Ban Clubmasters that I got at Target Optical. Yes, they are my real glasses.

I've been thinking about getting new glasses, and once I get a job I might consider purchasing these awesome cat eyes. The only trick would be getting my prescription lenses put in them.

They're so beautiful, and they remind me of cat eyes that my great grandma used to wear. I love the detail on the sides.

Here are some other glasses that I love.

Ray Ban RB5226

Prada Minimal Baroque

Kate Spade Esme

These are awesome, but I'm not really sure how they'd look on me.

Kate Spade Edie

And of course I would like to eventually get some Tina Fey glasses.

Harry Potter Vintage Posters

I've always loved vintage posters, but when I found these I seriously considered dropping $50 on one of them.

http://www.gallerynucleus.com/detail/12141?page=1

They're so beautiful!